"It wasn't me, Johan! Please, you have to believe me!" North's voice cracked, the plea lost in the rising wind. "Stop with the lies, North!" Johan's roar rivaled the storm, his face twisted into a mask of pure fury. "I will make your life a living hell. Do you hear me? A living hell!" The sky finally broke. Heavy droplets cascaded down North's face, mingling with salt and sorrow until they were indistinguishable from his tears. As a low, guttural rumble of thunder shook the very ground beneath them, the world seemed to dim. This wasn't just a falling out. It was the beginning of a new end.

Johan Vitsavkorn lived a double life, commanding both a corporate empire and a powerful underworld syndicate. Though he was a mafia leader, he operated with a unique moral code: he was a protector who shielded the weak and provided for the poor. For years, Johan believed his altruism was merely a cold obligation of his station. However, he eventually reached a turning point where his actions were no longer driven by duty, but by love. Despite his attempts to remain detached, he could no longer ignore the pull of his heartstrings.

Driven by a desire to create a "bubble of happiness" in an often-gray world, North decided there was no better way to manufacture joy than through the magic of a wedding. He poured that passion into launching his own agency, quickly becoming the architect behind dozens of "happily ever afters." However, his professional composure was put to the ultimate test the day his newest client walked through the door: Johan, the man who had occupied North's daydreams for years. Now, North finds himself in the bittersweet position of planning the perfect day for his crush, knowing he's the one holding the clipboard, while someone else will be holding Johan's hand.

We often wait for love to arrive like a thunderstorm-dramatic, life-changing, and impossible to miss. But more often, love is like the air: constant, vital, and invisible until you stop to feel it. "Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction."

In a world where power is the only currency that matters, Johan Chavalwit was born with an abundance of it and the ruthlessness to match. He ran his family's empire with surgical precision, viewing people as assets and emotions as liabilities. But when a quiet, unshakable student named North walked into his office, Johan found himself facing the one thing his fortune could never control.

"A phantom garden blooms within the mind" Disclaimer This fan fiction, inspired by Howlsairy's "North: How Much Is Your Love?" and other works, focuses on Johan North. While Johan North originates from Howlsairy's original story.

Fleeing an arranged mating on the night before his wedding, omega Phoon takes a wrong turn in the forest and ends up caught in a bear trap. Rescued by Tonfah, the reclusive healer of Moonlight Guide Pack, Typhoon discovers a place where he's valued and protected.

You think you're a prisoner, North. But in this house, you're the only one with the power to destroy me

Johan, a composed and razor-sharp CEO, rules the corporate world with precision, where emotions are seen as cracks in the armor. Known for his strategic mind and distant demeanor, he treats love like an unnecessary risk-something that weakens rather than strengthens. North, his impeccably efficient secretary, stands in quiet contrast. Beneath his calm and collected exterior lives a soul that once believed deeply in love, now carefully hidden behind restraint. A past etched with pain has taught him to silence his own desires, locking them away where they cannot hurt him again. As their lives grow increasingly entangled, North's quiet warmth begins to thaw the frost Johan has long embraced. In return, Johan's rare, unguarded moments stir something fragile yet fierce within North-something he thought had long faded. In a world where love feels either distant or dispensable, will they dare to reach for it together... or remain prisoners of the walls they built to survive?